Morning Fog


on January 4, 2008

So much to say this time.

I did so many things I have never done. Or haven’t done in a while. And not one single thing was illegal or immoral. At least one was fattening, but you can’t win them all.

This was the MIL’s last full day here in SoCal. Tomorrow she heads back to Philadelphia, chaperoned by Sprite, bless her heart. WHEW HEW HEW I cannot wait to have my house back. Happy dancing all over the keyboard. While she is relatively quiet and unobtrusive, it isn’t easy having a ninety-year old in-law underfoot all the time. Having said that, I must add that I am impressed that she is able to be underfoot at ninety…it is really the In-Law part. We get along fine, it isn’t that. It is just that some of her ways annoy me. THEY HAVE BEEN ANNOYING THE HELL OUT OF ME FOR 6 *FECKING* WEEKS. AND YES I AM SCREAMING.

So we made her last day nice and pleasant. We went to lunch somewhere new, an Irish Tavern, to be exact. The Irish part made her verrrrry happy, but since she only had a hot dog (there’re Irish?) she really could have gone almost anywhere. She joked that the dirty coffee mug and knife proved that yes indeed the place was Irish. And she added that she could say that, being Irish herself. Whatever that means. I am sure she wasn’t implying that the Irish are dirty or anything.

And then we went to see Sprite and her marine’s new apartment, being all married and everything like they are, they have an apartment now that he is back from deployment. They had furniture delivered this morning, and since Mr. Wonderful and the 90 year old MIL had never seen where they were living, we went over. We also met her sister-in-law and niece. My daughter is an aunt. I guess that makes me a great aunt? I have to think about this. I will get back to you on that one.

I then went to school, yes on a vacation day, to do some work.
1. I took dirty cake pans, left by a well-meaning mom but dirty nonetheless, to the faculty room and washed them. Just what I wanted to do.
2. I washed 25 teeny-tiny first grade desks (read: bending over to reach them, stressing my back) with anti-bacterial wipes.
3. I washed the white boards.
4. I reset the fancy-schmancy calendar on the math board to reflect the new month.
5. I figured out what spelling unit to teach when we come back.
6. I took down all the remaining Christmas decorations.
7. I took down all the remaining Christmas artwork to send home.
8. I emailed a sub to see if she could come in one day when I have a conference to go to.
9. I watered the flowers outside, and the two poinsettias in my classroom.
10. I found a Target giftcard someone gave me the last day of school.
11. I gathered some planning and work materials to bring home.

Eh, that’s about it. Just a drop in the bucket compared to all I could have done.
But at least I am rested. I was so warn out and exhausted by the time school was out that I really couldn’t have gone on. I seriously needed a good week and a half to feel alive again. And to not cry every time someone asked for something. Or snap at my husband every time he looked sideways at me.

Okay after the whole school thing, I stopped and returned the giganto jeans I bought last week. Or earlier this week. Whenever that was. I couldn’t take it any more. They were just falling off me. Loose is great, but this was ridiculous. So I returned them and bought a size smaller without even trying them on. It worked. I am wearing them as I type and it is a big improvement. So yay on that front. I also found a cute little tote bag for Sprite’s birthday next week. It has Audrey Hepburn from Breakfast at Tiffany’s on it. Her favorite movie. She’ll think it’s cute, I’m sure.

Then we all met for dinner. The MIL, Mr. Wonderful, all three kids plus Sprite’s Marine. Seven of us for a celebration good-bye dinner. It was nice to have everyone together and of course I ate too much and am still very full.

Before Squirt went to bed, we played a little video game together because I love doing things that make me feel totally inept. Really, it’s a blast.

We watched some of the Iowa caucus returns.
I have no idea yet who I want to be President next. But I am sooooooo excited about Obama’s win. And Edwards taking second place on the Dem ticket. ONLY because that meanst that Hillary came in third. Yes. Third! I hate her with a white-hot hate and am thrilled that she came in third. I’m sure that is killing her. Happy dancing again. The best man for the job could very well be a woman, but one thing I know is that it isn’t THAT woman.

Bringing me to the point that I am SO insulted every time I hear people say that women will vote for her just because we are all women. I am so insulted by that sentiment that I cannot even elaborate on it. Almost any other reason to vote for her would carry more weight with me than that one…she is a women and so are 50+% of people in our country. I am damn sure that I wouldn’t vote for most of them, so why would I vote for her just because of her sex? Her education, maybe. Her position as first lady, maybe. Her job as senator, maybe. Her goals and visions, maybe. But her GENDER? How does that give her any automatic qualification. I, for one, gave up the whole boys against the girls thing in about 5th grade, but apparently there are people out there who think that grown people sort their peer groups and leaders that way. Amazing.


8 responses to “WOW

  1. l'empress says:

    Okay, for you newbies to l’empress, may I re-present my take on women for president, posted some four or five years ago:

    At the moment, at least, I do not intend to vote for vote for Ms. Clinton. Not because I don’t like her, but because I think she’d be an ineffective president.

    But y’know what? I have been writing about all this stuff *for years*; I am preaching to the choir. Damn, I’m tired of this.

  2. twisterjester says:

    I would love to see a qualified woman elected President, soon. But it’s the “qualified” thing that knocks Billary out of the running. She and her slimy S/O had their chance and mucked it up. Had she shown the backbone to toss him out like yesterday’s newspaper, I might’ve granted her a dollop of credibility. (But only a dollop.) Still doesn’t eliminate her OWN crappy political history.

  3. freshhell says:

    Ha. Your MIL sounds a bit like my mother.

  4. G says:

    Wait, you hate Hillary TOO??? I knew there was a reason that I liked you. Heh… Just reading your list made me tired. I remember taking down all the decorations BEFORE Xmas break only to be told that in a Catholic h.s., the decorations stay up for a week or two into January for Advent/Lent/Easter or whatever holiday it was for. So, I had to put EVERYTHING back up. Bah. And, I had a LOT because, well, I don’t like to lose, and someone I worked with down the hall from me over decorated and told me that I was “weak.”
    I emptied out Walmart. I showed him what WEAK was. But, then it took me two days to take it all down. I had lights… singing reindeer and lightup snowpeople… garland… blinking garland… and a mini tree with those cool funky colorful lights that flashed. It was a major undertaking. As a matter of fact, it’s taken up a quarter of my Xmas decorations area in the basement. And, since we weren’t home this Xmas, we used some of my classroom decorations so that we’d have SOMETHING up. Now, I’m tired… hehe… officially. So, how’s it feel to be back? *cringes*

  5. bluesleepy says:

    “The best man for the job could very well be a woman, but one thing I know is that it isn’t THAT woman.” LOVE that. And I agree wholeheartedly. I would love to see a woman as president (I mean, many other countries have managed to have a woman in power and the world hasn’t ended yet), but I am not going to vote for Hillary BECAUSE she is a woman. I too am offended that someone would think I would vote for her simply because of her gender. It’s ridiculous.

    I had the most awesome first grade teacher when I was a kid. Her name was Mrs Nelson (and she loved reading the Mrs Nelson Is Missing books to us as a result). I remember when it came time to clean our desks, she would bring in a can of shaving cream and squirt it all over all desks. We could then play in it for a while, kind of like fingerpainting, and it would magically make the desks all sparkling and clean!! All the pencil marks and everything would disappear. But I am sure she enjoyed putting us to work instead of her having to do it.

  6. summergale says:

    Grats on your Masters and getting your house back! But I totally understand voting for a qualified Hilary on agender basis. It put kennedy in office and broke a long term barrier (catholic) and had balcks united behind colin powell. I would do it for a “first one” and intend to. She can’t be worse than what we have. You can kill me at my site if you want (cowers)

  7. LA says:

    Sprite is married? I just got whapped with the ‘duh!’ stick. How did I miss that? Is it too late to offer best wishes to the happy couple? And a mom-to-mom hug to you? These grown but not grown enough children of ours! Yikes!

    Also a big yippee hooray for getting your house back and for being a patient saint. I like my MIL a whole bunch but I am very, very, VERY glad she lives 20 mins away and never has a reason to stay here in my house even overnight, let alone for 6 weeks. You are a totally rockin’ DIL.

    And now that I think on it you’re a MIL too! Wowzers.

    You, my friend, wear many hats. Here’s hoping 2008 finds them all riding comfortably on your head. ~LA

  8. Carolyn says:

    Thanks for the note. I just figured out who you are! Duh. I can’t wait to get caught up on your new diary.

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